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Everything in modern city life is calculated to keep man from entering into himself and thinking about spiritual things.
---Thomas Merton

Tag: Bengals

Out of Control

I was prompted to think about control. Nothing specific, just the concept in general. So, this is hereby pronounced Control Week, with hopefully a post each day on what I’ve been controlling (i.e. your mind at the moment). And we’ll see where it goes, perhaps to a conclusion, a dead end, or [...]

How’s the Weather Down There?

As recently as three years ago, Jacobs Field was no more densely populated in the summer than in the winter. The thrill of the new stadium had waned, as had the success of Albert Belle and the corky crews of the mid-90s. So the renewed fervor - especially when coupled with the correlated [...]

I am Tiger; Hear Me Roar

When I went to Allyn’s last week, two cats were loitering around the patio entrance. I’m not talking jive here, meow; I mean real, furry, nimbly-bimbly cats. They weren’t strays; both had collars. They were quite amiable and I named them Beefeater (who never flinched from his post) and Woman (who [...]